Who Do I Think I Am

Beautiful and strong

An aura of power swirls around my body

Cold and steely to others who cannot see the

True person

Eyes bright and shining

Hips swaying, smile playing

Confidence

A whistle, a whoop

Not a trained panther

I am wild and free

Baring my teeth at those who want to

Change me.

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A wounded creature

A mocking bird put to death

Tender wings broken

Hiding in a corner

Weeping openly

A pain stricken face in the crowd

Heart strings, tattered and broken

Nothingness...